2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

When Officer Zhang came closer, the three people who were talking with serious faces stopped and looked at her with a slightly questioning look in their eyes.

Seeing this posture, Zhang Xixue hesitated a little and brushed her hair hanging by her ears: "Are you busy? If it's not convenient, I'll come back later."

Han Jinyu waved his hands repeatedly: "No rush, no rush, it's the final stage now, we are just waiting for Brother Zhang to complete the handover with the police."

Zhang Xixue smiled and said, "Ah, that's good. I want to talk to this...Mr. Yan Muyun, is that okay?"

"Huh? Ah, I'm fine." Yan Muyun responded and nodded.

"Okay, then I won't bother you." Han Jinyu and Han Yinzhu exchanged glances and walked away.

Zhang Xixue stretched out a hand, pursed her lips and smiled: "Uncle...Hello, uncle, let me formally meet you. My name is Zhang Xixue, pity Xi, Bai Xue's snow."

Uncle... Yan Muyun felt that his young mind in his early twenties had suffered a severe blow.

A somewhat forced smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand: "Yan Muyun, the shepherd of sheep, the white cloud of cloud."

Zhang Xixue's hands were very soft, but she could feel that they contained considerable power, which must have something to do with her profession.

"Your name is so nice." Zhang Xixue smiled.

"Ah, thank you. I picked it myself." After Yan Muyun said it, he felt something was wrong and added: "Your name is also very nice."

Zhang Xixue blinked: "My father named me this because it was winter when my mother gave birth to me and it happened to be snowing outside. She said the scenery was beautiful and she wanted to see more, so my dad simply named it for me. Got this name."

Yan Muyun gave a thumbs up: "It's a very poetic and beautiful name. Your father must read a lot."

"What I said... is because one day I was lying on the grass and looked at the white clouds in the sky like sheep, and I thought how great it would be if I could herd the clouds in the sky like a shepherd." In order not to look like a sheep. Excuse me, Yan Muyun also briefly introduced his naming ideas.

"Wow, it feels very artistic." Zhang Xixue exclaimed a little, but it didn't seem like a compliment.

"So, Officer Zhang... Officer Zhang, do you have anything to do with me?"

Now that the pleasantries are over, it’s time to get down to business.

"No, no, no, you don't have to call me Officer Zhang, just call me Xiao Zhang." Zhang Xixue waved her hands in a panic.

Yan Muyun grinned, but didn't dare to scream.

I saw this capable and valiant female police officer, her expression was a little twitchy at this time, and she said hesitantly: "I...I want to come and thank you in person."

"thank?"

"Yeah, yes, you still remember the molten demon that suddenly appeared on Siming Road a few days ago."

"I did encounter Molten Demon, but I don't know if it was Siminglu..."

"On that day, there was only one place where alien species appeared in the entire Menxia City."

"Oh, that should be it."

Zhang Xixue suddenly took a small breath, then bent down suddenly and bowed to him.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Yan Muyun was startled and subconsciously hid aside.

"You protected someone that day, the owner of the old Zhang Xiang restaurant. He is my father." Zhang Xixue straightened up and stared at him with a pair of almond eyes, extremely sincere.

"Old Zhang Xiang Restaurant? Restaurant owner?" Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment, and then the greasy middle-aged man in an apron, with a bald head and a Hunan accent popped up in his mind.

Can this old man come up with a name as poetic and picturesque as "Xixue"?

No, could he give birth to such a beautiful daughter?

"If you and Yan Taki weren't there, I don't know what would have happened to my dad that day. Especially you, you blocked the fireball from the molten demon for him, which not only saved his life, but also minimized the damage to the store. .So, thank you very much..."

As he spoke, Zhang Xixue bent down and bowed again.

Yan Muyun didn't hide away this time, but his face was inevitably a little embarrassed.

In fact, Zhang Xixue concealed something. As a special police officer of the Strange Investigation Division, she had the right to access surveillance records across the city.

When she checked the surveillance of Siming Road that day, she saw a scene. When she came to her senses, there was already a layer of sweat on her forehead.

When Rong Mo fired a fireball at "Lao Zhang Xiang Restaurant", it was clearly visible in the surveillance video that his father grabbed the "young man" next to him, that is, the uncle in front of him, on the shoulder and knocked him to his butt. He sat on the ground, causing him to lose the chance to escape.

If this uncle didn't happen to have special powers and was defensive, let alone whether the father could avoid the aftermath of the fireball explosion, it was entirely possible for him to be imprisoned based on this action alone.

Afterwards, the other party did not hold the father responsible, but left directly.

Her father's recklessness and the tolerance and generosity shown by the other party made Zhang Xixue extremely angry at the former and at the same time deeply grateful to the latter.

Faced with such a formal thank you from the girl, Yan Muyun touched his neck slightly uncomfortably and said with a smile: "It's nothing. I was actually saving myself. After all, there was nowhere to run at that time."

"Thank you!" Zhang Xixue bent even lower and her voice became louder.

Yan Muyun: "..."

Just as the atmosphere gradually became awkward, Li Qingke's voice came from not far away: "Hey, are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'll go back first."

Yan Muyun felt as if he was listening to fairy music, and he instantly breathed a sigh of relief: "You're really welcome. This is what I should do as an ability user. Well, my friend called me, so I'll leave first."

Zhang Xixue pursed her lips and smiled, waving her hand to him: "Okay, goodbye uncle. If you have a chance, go to Lao Zhang Xiang Restaurant. My dad said he will treat you to a good meal."

Yan Muyun grinned: "To tell you the truth, I lived in Hunan for a few years and really miss the food there."

"That's great."

"Yeah, bye, bye."

"goodbye."

...

Zhang Lan, Yan Long, Han Jinyu and Han Yinzhu have almost completed the follow-up work for their jobs, but they still need to return to the Special Branch to continue their duties.

Russell had already left, saying he was going to meet the parents of his dead colleague.

Because the float vehicle was parked in the underground garage, Li Qingke and Yan Muyun came to the elevator and were about to get off.

Just when the elevator door was about to open, a voice came from the side: "This gentleman..."

"No interview." Yan Muyun subconsciously raised his hands.

The two of them walked from the incident site to the elevator, which was only a few dozen meters away, and had already rejected three reporters' interview requests. Although it was a bit annoying, fortunately none of the reporters bothered her too much.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I am the branch manager of Tianhua Shopping Center of Kangshi Pharmaceutical."

Only then did Yan Muyun notice that the person who came was not holding a microphone, but was holding two large silver metal boxes in both hands.

The manager, who was in his thirties, had an upright figure and an extremely sincere smile on his face: "We learned about the incident from the police and learned that while you were protecting the people, you lost a box of Kang's A Grade nutrient supplement. In order to express our gratitude to you, and in order to prevent heroes from suffering losses for no reason, we have specially decided to give you two boxes of nutrient supplement!"

"This... this is not good." Yan Muyun glanced at the metal box in his hand and found that the capacity of the two boxes was twice that of the one he bought before.

That box was ten thousand, and these two boxes were estimated to be more than forty thousand.

The manager handed the box forward and said proudly: "Don't be polite when you say this. Please accept it. This is what a responsible and socially responsible company should do..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Muyun had already reached out to hold the two boxes, and at the same time looked into his eyes sincerely: "Then I will be disrespectful."

manager:"......"

"Huh?" Yan Muyun exerted a little force, but found that the other party was still holding on to the handle of the box.

He had a clear idea in his mind, turned his head and looked aside, and saw several reporters taking photos with small cameras. The manager had also posed at some point, looking at the camera with a huge smile. Sincerity and warmth.

Good guy, brother, you really know how to do business.